How Franklin Discovered the Valley of the Flops

By Owen D., 5th Grade

Franklin the Flamingo couldn’t sleep. His big exploration trip was the next day. When the sun rose, they set out. It was hard work trudging through the thick brush. When they got to a pass between two very, very high peaks, he and his flamingo friend Fifi, were miserable. They were soaked, exhausted and starving, but they had a good dinner, got into dry clothes and crawled into their sleeping bags. The next day the packed up their camp and headed down toward the beautiful valley they had seen from their camp. Little did they know about a cliff that lay between them and the valley. They were walking along when they both stumbled and slipped and slid down a steep, mossy slope. When they landed, they were scraped and bruised. The slope was much too slippery to climb up, so they soon realized they could not get out.

Back in Capitol Slock, pandemonium was breaking out in the Explorers’ Club. All anyone knew about Franklin was that he was missing. When he left, franklin had promised to call the explores club immediately after they got to the valley and this call was long overdue. During Franklin’s fall into the valley his cellphone had broken in half - it would never make another call again.

Back in the valley Franklin and Fifi found animals that they had never seen before. One sort was quite helpful to the injured flamingoes. These new animals looked like small bears but they had hardly any fur. Franklin and Fifi set up their camp near a beautiful river. Right as their tent was complete, they heard the sound of a helicopter above them...

to be continued...

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All work by Owen D.